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While the old man slept, His hideous heart kept beating.. Louder...Louder until I woke up frightened to death.....
I heard a tapping at the door... oh wait... It was a knocking
I went to the door to find two police officers. "One of the neighbors reported a severe shriek" one of the police officers said. "It was just my own" I replied
I was confident that the police officers would not find out that I killed the old man. I even brought tea and talked with the officers. After a while, a beating grew louder and louder and I felt guiltier about the kill.
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